Poet
Christina Rossetti
English
- Arise, depart, for this is not your rest.
- IF THOU SAYEST, BEHOLD, WE KNEW IT NOT.
- "If you'll busk you as a bride
- "O happy happy land!
- "O Lord, how canst Thou say Thou lovest me?
- "Oh tell me once and tell me twice
- 'Croak, croak, croak,'
- 'Oh, where are you going with your love-locks flowing
- 'There's a footstep coming: look out and see,'
- 'While I sit at the door
- A Birthdayglossed
- A blue-eyed phantom far before
- A dancing Bear grotesque and funny
- A Frog’s Fate
- A smile because the nights are short!
- A song in a cornfield
- Ah! changed and cold, how changed and very cold!
- All things that pass
- All Things Wait Upon Thee
- Am I a stone and not a sheep
- At Home
- Awake or sleeping (for I know not which)
- Before The Paling Of The Stars
- BRIDE
- Come back to me, who wait and watch for you:--
- Consider
- Dear Lord, let me recount to Thee
- Did any bird come flying
- Does the road wind up-hill all the way?
- Flowers preach to us if we will hear:--
- Four Pets
- Frank Dempster Sherman
- From Sunset to Star Riseglossed
- From “Later Life”
- Fur and Feather
- Give me the lowest place: not that I dare
- Good Advice
- Good Friday
- Hear now a curious dream I dreamed last night
- Hope new born one pleasant morn
- How comes it, Flora, that, whenever we
- I did not chide him, though I knew
- I dream of you to wake: would that I might
- I dreamed and did not seek: to-day I seek
- I love and love not: Lord, it breaks my heart
- I loved my love from green of Spring
- I loved you first: but afterwards your love
- I marked where lovely Venus and her court
- I plucked pink blossoms from mine apple-tree
- I took my heart in my hand
- I was a cottage maiden
- I watched a rosebud very long
- If I might only love my God and die!
- If I might see another Spring
- If there be any one can take my place
- In an Artist's Studio
- In my Autumn garden I was fain
- In the bleak mid-winter
- Inner not outer, without gnash of teeth
- Is it Well with the Child?glossed
- Is this the Face that thrills with awe
- It is over. What is over?
- Jesus, do I love Thee?
- Johnny had a golden head
- Later lifeglossed
- Life flows down to death; we cannot bind
- Life is not sweet. One day it will be sweet
- Littell's Living Age/Volume 151/Issue 1949/Passing and Glassing
- Live all thy sweet life through
- Long have I longed, till I am tired
- Love that is dead and buried, yesterday
- Many in aftertimes will say of you
- Milking Time
- Monna Innominata: A Sonnet of Sonnets
- My heart is like a singing bird
- My sun has set, I dwell
- O happy rose-bud blooming
- O Lady Moon
- O my heart's heart, and you who are to me
- O pleasant eventide!
- of Women--
- Oh fair Milly Brandon, a young maid, a fair maid!
- Oh the cheerful Budding-time!
- Oh what is that country
- Oh, for the time gone by, when thought of Christ
- On the wind of January
- Once I thought to sit so high
- Once in a dream (for once I dreamed of you)
- Once in a dream I saw the flowers
- Out of the church she followed them
- Poor the pleasure
- Shall Christ hang on the Cross, and we not look?
- Shall I forget on this side of the grave?
- She came among us from the South
- She sat and sang alway
- Somewhere or other there must surely be
- Sonnets are full of love, and this my tome
- Sound the deep waters:--
- Stitching
- Sun and Rain
- The City Mouse and the Garden Mouse
- The curtains were half drawn, the floor was swept
- The door was shut. I looked between
- THE FLESH
- The Flower Folk
- The mystery of Life, the mystery
- The Spring spreads one green lap of flowers
- The Thread of Life
- The year stood at its equinox
- There is nothing more that they can do
- There is silence that saith, "Ah me!"
- There's no replying
- There's Nothing Like the Rose
- They are flocking from the East
- Thinking of you, and all that was, and all
- Three sang of love together: one with lips
- Through the vales to my love!
- To come back from the sweet South, to the North
- To think that this meaningless thing was ever a rose
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